when you uncover dissatisfaction
|Unfastened and uncovered, I'm dissatisfied
by the contents I find inside.
So, refasten and cover up, I must
to hide my eyes from such disgust.
But to conceal is only momentary,
and on the whole, quite temporary.
For any time I need some cash
I must then reveal my stash.
And again, disappointment finds me
for my wallet is always..... empty.
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